One of the great things about international teaching is that you are surrounded by a group of people who have lived all over the world, quite literally. With them they bring history, cultures, food and stories (oh the stories) and it is in our travelling nature to share these amazing experiences with one another. All too often we start our sentences with "When I was in...".
Today a group of women came together for Comadres - described as a day where "women gather with their best friends and partners-in-crime to acknowledge their common struggles and celebrate their shared victories, drink, dance, and generally remind themselves of how great it is that, despite everything else, they have each other." What a wonderful way to spend an afternoon and I am thankful to the women who have participated first hand who brought this celebration with them to Kathmandu (and thanks to Jeremiah who encouraged me to go after I gave a non-committal "eh" to going).
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Today a group of women came together for Comadres - described as a day where "women gather with their best friends and partners-in-crime to acknowledge their common struggles and celebrate their shared victories, drink, dance, and generally remind themselves of how great it is that, despite everything else, they have each other." What a wonderful way to spend an afternoon and I am thankful to the women who have participated first hand who brought this celebration with them to Kathmandu (and thanks to Jeremiah who encouraged me to go after I gave a non-committal "eh" to going).
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This sounds like an excellent idea... especially for expats living abroad! Great post, thanks for sharing!
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Tamara
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Interesting :)
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